'Well, if you're a kind hearted soul, you'll come back with the rest of the money.' Meaning: If you're a shit, you won't. It is VERY rare occasion that all of the required tribute won't be produced. But, there's no use getting wound up about it, just take what they have and do what you will. It's always the young ones who are so desperate to hold onto their pride who refuse to just let go and enjoy the scene. Suspend your disbelief, mate, holding onto it is ruining your fun. I feel like a haggard old woman at these times, fag hanging out of my mouth, dispensing world weary advice. Such as: eeeeeyyyyy, loosen up, stupid. I like the middle aged men who are beyond clinging to their self esteem whilst sexually charged. You can convince them to do anything. Well, almost anything...After so many years at it, I have to keep myself entertained somehow. Even if this means having them on their hands and knees, lapping up Tabasco laden cat food...or supping from a bottle of my urine in a cafe. The table next to us reacted in a fairly horrified fashion that time.

It should be noted that although public humiliation scenes are all well and good, it's also embarrassing for ME to be dressing down some obese man, whose beard somewhat detracts from his heels and pearls. People will turn and stare at me, the one who's shouting and making a fuss, not the loser I'm shouting at. So, don't react with surprise if I hide across the road while making demands over the phone. in this instance, I only have to risk looking a bit crazy, laughing manically while hiding around a corner.